He subconsciously straightened his already tall and imposing figure, and an innate, powerful aura of authority naturally emanated from him.
His voice carried an unquestionable and chilling authority, as if these simple words were golden rules that no one dared to disobey.
His tone conveyed a resolute and unwavering determination, like a vow forged in steel, indestructible.
"Hmph, if anyone dares to be so unscrupulous and audacious as to plot against my concubine, I will make that person suffer!"
The Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing within them, and said, word by word, "My beloved Consort Zi is the head of the six palaces, the mother of the nation."
Their status is incomparably noble, like the bright moon in the heavens. How could those ignorant and short-sighted villains covet and scheme against them at will?
I, who possess the world and hold supreme power, will surely use all the power in my hands to make them pay for their utterly foolish and presumptuous audacity.
They paid the most devastating price, a price they would never forget, a price etched into their very souls!
The Emperor's words resounded like a great bell in the quiet and luxurious palace, each word seemingly carrying immense force, striking the surrounding air heavily.
It demonstrates his anger, majesty, and unwavering determination as an emperor.
The voice seemed to penetrate the palace walls, letting the whole world know that anyone who dared to offend the Empress was an enemy of the Emperor and would be severely punished.
The Empress sat quietly beside the Emperor, her gaze subtly fixed on him. Her indignant expression resembled that of a volcano about to erupt, radiating intense anger.
The emperor's eyebrows were like two intertwined dragons, tightly twisted together as if they were vying for power. The wrinkles between them were like ravines etched by time, filled with anger and resentment.
His eyes were wide open, burning with fury that seemed capable of reducing everything in the world that dared to offend those he cherished to dust.
Every gaze carried a scorching heat, like a tangible arrow of fire.
And deep within this raging inferno, a shadowy glint flashed across the boundless night sky like a fleeting shooting star.
Although it was as brief as the blink of an eye, it was like an incredibly sharp, cold needle, piercing precisely into the Queen's sensitive and delicate heart, causing her heart to clench sharply.
In an instant, the Empress felt a chill rise from the bottom of her heart, as if an invisible giant hand hidden in the shadows had grabbed her heart with overwhelming force.
Breathing seemed to freeze in that instant, and the whole world stood still.
At the same time, several blurry yet mysterious scenes, seemingly intricately connected, appear.
Like streaks of lightning piercing the dark night sky, they flashed wildly through her mind with lightning speed.
These images, some hazy like flowers in the mist, others fragmented like withered leaves in the wind, are intertwined and entangled together.
Like a complex and mysterious net, it tightly entangled and bound her thoughts.
As the images flashed, spliced, and overlapped, the Empress was suddenly struck as if by lightning. A flash of inspiration struck her, and she instantly had a chilling realization.
However, this sudden realization, which had just broken through the ice in her heart, felt like a bone-chilling cold from the deepest hell, slowly climbing up her spine.
Like countless cold, tiny ice snakes, they slowly eroded her body and mind, causing her to tremble involuntarily.
A chill ran down my spine, as if I were in a snowy wonderland.
She knew all too well that the current situation was like walking on a tightrope; the slightest misstep would lead to her utter destruction. She absolutely could not reveal even the slightest abnormality.
So, she used all her strength to calm herself down and slowly lowered her eyes without making a sound.
Her long eyelashes, like the wings of a startled butterfly, trembled slightly on her fair, snow-white cheeks, each tremor seeming to tell of the turbulent waves deep within her heart.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her heart, which was pounding wildly like a runaway horse.
Then, a perfectly curved smile slowly appeared at the corners of her mouth, as she tried to bloom a gentle, soft, and natural smile, like the warm spring sun.
That smile seemed bright and charming, yet it subtly revealed a hint of forcedness.
Then, she gently raised her hand, a movement as soft and delicate as the gentlest breeze in spring.
Gently and slowly, she brushed across the calm lake surface and grasped the emperor's hand without leaving a trace.
Her hands were soft and warm, conveying a seemingly intimate and affectionate warmth, as if trying to conceal the turmoil deep within her heart.
Then, she slowly raised her eyes again, her eyes brimming with smiles, a smile as radiant and beautiful as the most splendid and delicate flowers blooming in spring.
It was as if all the beauty and gentleness in the world were condensed in this smile, yet, deep within this smile, there was a trace of barely perceptible worry.
She parted her lips slightly, her voice as soft as a clear, flowing mountain spring, carrying a touch of coquettishness and gentleness.
As if she were confiding in the emperor about the most ordinary and trivial matters in the world, she said softly, "Your Majesty, isn't that exactly what Prime Minister Su thinks?"
As you know, the affection between Prime Minister Su and King Zhao is as deep as that of twin lotus flowers, inseparable.
The deep friendship between the two women is well-known and celebrated in the vast and bustling capital city, and has become a beautiful story.
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